i have gone searching
for the man with
with the eyes so deep i will drown
and not care
for i drown in silver fire
that burns so beautifully
that it kills all anger that rivals its fury
i have gone searching
for the man
who doesnt give a damn
about the time, or the meanings
he has his own meanings
the man who will define my life
with our love
i have gone searching
for the man
whose hands dont know the word touch
because thats their life,
only so much more, its their everything
but so much better than that
a touch so deep, it no longer touching
its just ourselves
whelded from his eyes,
into one
and then i found
that i cant find such a man
no
not here
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